Bubble Guppies Bedding Novels & Stories

It is weird to think that she now has seven grown women to call sisters. Stepping further in, Luna saw it was big. The size of their two-story home! It was also bare. No furniture except for the massive round bed at the center. Hanging on top of it attached at the ceiling above is a canopy. A transparent clothe that covered the bed like an inverted cone net. Luna felt silly and out of place on her PJs, pink Patrick robe and Spongebob slippers. She approached the bed feeling tired all at once that she fell on it and was instantly asleep.

Na ex niya ito at muntikan pa silang ikasal? "Gie, 'di ka pa magbibihis?" tanong sa kanya ni Joy, siguro'y gustong bawasan ang tensiyon kaya nag-ayang lumayo na muna. Sumama naman siya kaagad at nang makapag-swimming na lang. Kinuha niya lang ang dalang swimwear sa kwartong nakalaan sa kanila ni Martin at sumama na lang sa kwartong ginagamit nina Joy.

I instantly imagined Caden and I tangled up on them, a dozen pups in future years climbing all over us. And the bed? Massive. Definitely not just king-sized—it looked like it could hold a pack of wolves and then some. I stood there staring at it for a moment, completely overwhelmed. The sheets were black silk. The duvet was fluffy and soft and probably filled with some kind of magic, knowing Mum. The wall-mounted TV across from the bed was easily the biggest I’d ever seen. Like, cinema-size. Caden was already grinning, whispering something about “gaming nights and foot rubs,” and I rolled my eyes—but I was smiling too.

My ceiling has a sun right now with clouds but will mimic the real night sky. My king sized bed has four tall bed posts that have ivy carved into it, lightening bugs are in jars around the room. They can be released or used as a lantern. The bed is covered in purple silk sheets and emerald green bedding with golden whimsical embellishments. There is so much more to explore including the en-suite bathroom that has a mini waterfall and is even more romantic than Oisin's bathroom. "Do you like it?" My mom sounds nervous. "I love it. It's perfect." I'm looking around still stuck in the doorway stunned.

Silvy After I left Goof I did exactly as he said. Not because he told me to but because a bubble bath sounded like an incredible idea. And it was. I must have soaked for thirty minutes before I was ready for a nap. I sleep for about three hours before I got up and tidied up the house a little bit. After that I sat down on the couch with my laptop looking over nursery ideas. I want it done by the time I’m in my eighth month. So the clock is ticking. I had it narrowed it down to two gender neutral designs. An underwater marine theme and a zoo animals theme. That Goof found me when he came by for dinner.

Jax dragged his heavy, combat-booted feet down the hall to his own quarters. When he pushed the door open, the sharp, metallic horrors of the subterranean bunker were instantly washed away by the warm, incredibly soft glow of a bedside lamp. Ginny was sitting up in the center of their large bed, her back resting comfortably against a mountain of plush pillows. She looked up as the door opened, a tender, infinitely loving smile gracing her tired human features. Tucked safely against her chest, perfectly swaddled in a soft blanket, was little Iggy. The newborn pup was quietly, contently nursing, his tiny fists curled against his mother's skin.

Gael asked, gently stroking a hand through the unruly mat of curls that sat atop Hudson’s head. The little boy was more than happy to talk about how his momma had brought it home one night for Hudson to cuddle, and since then, without fail, Benny had slept, tucked in his arms. As Hudson spoke, Gael allowed his eyes to wander around the apartment. There were no other toys, but also, the space was small and void of much. The couch looked to be a twin size mattress with some sheets folded hastily at one end. There was only one room, one bathroom. No photos, little to nothing in the house.

Tiny paws scratched faintly against glass, tails thumped excitedly, and the air buzzed with low barks, soft whimpers, and the occasional curious meow. The smell was clean—shampoo, fresh bedding, and something faintly sweet that reminded me of baby powder. Shelves were neatly stocked with toys of every color imaginable: rubber bones, rope tugs, squeaky animals, tiny sweaters folded with care. Food bags were stacked like miniature towers, labels boasting health and happiness.

The goons walk with her quickly to camp. The three of us rush back. Brooke has built a beautiful nursery for children of the fellowship. Blue, yellow, and pink painted beds are lined up against the walls. Each crib made up perfectly against the walls. I walk up to one that is decorated perfectly. I notice it already has a name on it; Adrianna it says above the bed. “Where is this child?” I ask.

-MIKAYLA’S POV* Heron and I woke up on a heart-shaped water bed. We were naked but covered under a cherry floral chinoiserie blossom print cotton sateen sheet. Our clothes were neatly folded on a chair by the window. Undeniably, Chippy changed the bed in hopes of scoring points with Heron. Aww, my little furry sigil was making an effort to be friends. If only Heron would too.